"Our greatest threats are actually two men. One is Great Yan's young Son of Heaven. His civil governance and military achievements have surpassed even Emperor Wuzong's from over two hundred years ago. One day, he may even rival the Founding Emperor," the old man said slowly.
Ying Yang froze, never expecting his master to hold Emperor Jing in such high regard.
"The other is Zhao Feng. As the Prince of Northern Pacification, he commands the Imperial Personal Guard and enjoys considerable prestige among Great Yan's eight hundred thousand field troops. Now that he has reached the Profound Mastery Realm, he is a thorn in our heart."
"Our best strategy would have been to make Emperor Jing suspicious of Zhao Feng. We have been working toward that all along, but with little success. Meanwhile, these two pose an ever-growing threat to Great Man and our great undertaking to revive the Barbarian God-even greater than the Pure Moon Convent."
The old man spoke.
"So this time, we have decided to put the plan into action ahead of schedule."
"But Master, if we carry out the plan early, the one we awaken will have no way to recover the strength he possessed before he was sealed," Ying Yang said.
"You are right. He may not recover even a tenth of it." The old man nodded.
"But we have no time left. Though that one is merely a servant of the Barbarian God, the identity he will resume is anything but ordinary. It will be enough to turn the Great Yan Court into a boiling pot of chaos, perhaps even overturn heaven and earth. This is a perfect opportunity for Great Man to rise again."
"The Ancestral High Shaman will personally oversee the activation of the Shamanic Formation, with High Shaman Moro Ke carrying